Your Face (kandigurl) wrote,
Your Face

Work Nightmare

I wanted to share this on some form of social media, but for some reason, I felt like it might sound like bragging on Facebook. So I figured I'd share it here, on Livejournal, which has seen so much of me bitching about work.

I had a real, legitimately terrifying nightmare last night about having a real job again. In my dream, I was late to work because I'd forgotten I had to go in. In fact, I didn't know my schedule at all for the week. It was as if I were slowly waking up from the dream that had been my hoop career to realize that I hadn't managed to break free of the rat race, and was still beholden to my office gig, and all of that stuff about running an Etsy shop and a YouTube channel hadn't been real.

Genuine dread set in. It felt horrible. I was running around the dream place I lived trying to find the phone number for work so I could call in and tell them I'd be late, meanwhile feeling panicked about having to go sit behind a desk again, ruled to someone else's timetable.

Augh. I guess I wasn't exaggerating when I said I hated work that much. Waking up and remembering that I do NOT have to go in to work anywhere was the biggest relief in the world.

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